Hope

Chapter 9

I regret speaking at all. To tell Damian Wayne that I liked the way he was holding me in the training room would not go well. Damian Wayne doesn't do feelings like that. He's like a machine, he's too focused on being a hero than personal life. As he's once said before he 'doesn't have time for a personal life'. I guess I can't blame him, being a hero and having to stay on guard all the time is conflicting with a personal life. I mean I spend my free time meditating. So Damian can't know, besides why ruin a great friendship? I must meditate consistently to control my emotions. 

The room had been silent for so long and I had been stuck in my thoughts, it became a little awkward. "No I wasn't uncomfortable, but this conversation is. Why don't we just come to an agreement?" He nodded his head asking me to continue my truce, so that this weird conversation would be done. "I will get up and train with you, so long as you never bring up this conversation."

"Okay, agreed." He said. He stood causing me to have to fully turn my head up to his tall height. "I'll see you at dinner then." I nodded my head in agreement. I watched as he left my room with Titus following behind him. I turned back to look out my window once I heard the door shut. 

I prefer being alone but keeping Damian as my most trusted friend, I don't want to be too close to anyone because of my father.

Later on around dinner time we had all decided on just getting our food for the night, everyone's mood seemed off with each other. Gar and Jaime went of for pizza. Typical. Dick and Kori went to some new place in the city, I forget. Which left Damian and I to either eat together or eat alone. 

I walked the halls and in Damian's room trying to find him. If he wasn't there then he was obviously in the training room. I used a portal to get there I was just too lazy at this point. There he was in his place with no surprise. Thankfully this time he had on a shirt it was just a plain black one. Titus got up from where he was laying near Damian, sort of watching him I guess you could say. Titus ran over to me excitedly wagging his tail and he started to circle me making try following him and laughing.

"So what do you want to eat?" Damian made my head pop up to look at him. I approached him as he was grabbing a towel to wipe the sweat off his face. "Unless you want to eat alone, then I understand." He added.

"No we can eat together, just as long as we don't leave to tower. I'm not exactly in the mood to be in the city." I said. I was standing in front of him at them point, fairly close. I felt my hand move and I looked down at Titus who looked curious. 

"Good because I didn't want to leave either." It was silent for a minute. Titus nudged my hand again, I looked at him confused. He's never done that before so he has to be trying to tell me something, right?

"Um how about some take out from our favorite Chinese place?" I said looking at him. We discovered this little hole in the wall Chinese place almost a year. It was our place to order from when either din't feel like going out, they seem to be the holy place willing to deliver to the tower without asking us questions.

"Sounds good, why don't you order and I'll go shower?" I nodded my head in agreement. I decided to just use the elevator this time instead of wasting my energy I had on a portal. I heard the large paws of Titus following behind me. It was clear he wanted to be with me. I used the landline phone that we keep in the kitchen to order takeout and watched as I saw Damian exit the elevator shirtless and headed towards his room. I quickly turned away with warm pink cheeks before he could even see me. Titus sat there and was looking straight into the face with his head tilted.